Roxanne. Hates the person she has become, despises the body she inhabits, wishes she could go back to who she used to be. Sergei likes the new her. The her who is feisty and angry and the her that can never ever leave his side. And he smiles because of…

There was a time when I used to look up at the vast night sky in adoration and wonder. The mind becomes occupied with superficial aspects of realty and the heart may loose fondness of the simplicities of nature. This is a poem that reflects on those simpler, beautiful moments…

I found this writing prompt and it certainly helped pull me out of my creative slump. Hopefully the story is just as entertaining.
"Opening up the daily paper, you decide to catch up on the local news. When you check the crime log, you notice a familiar name: yours. The…

The Star is about to fall, then a charming face was observed in the eastern sky around dawn, soothing by singing softly.
Yes, I am talking about my morning star- The Rasmiranjan Swain and his group.
I am not afluttering as “more love” is the last thing we need in…

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A lot of people write songs or poems about bullying, but do you ever think about what the other people go through? It is horrible that people can think that noone cares about them and that it is best for everyone if they just die. But I hope this song…

We travel from far distances to inhabit a man’s mind for a few moments at the cafe. This is not a personal picturing but sharing impressions and perspectives of what I could imagine. This took 20 minutes to write. Would love a comment or give a few ideas, thank you…

If there ever was an ode to the earth after a war, this would be it. Thank you, for being so resolute and consistent, even when the wars wage and destroy the land. The hope hides in the earth, even when the humans have none.

You hold the heart in your hand, and the pressure's on. In this sanitary area you are God and fool all at once. Before you know it it's been five fucking hours with a group of people that you have come to hate and love and utterly not care about.…

All lovers have a special place to meet. A Greek restaurant, a diner or maybe a cafe. It might be a special booth, or a corner table. Perhaps a train station or maybe a walk on the beach. Lovers steal away to express the love they feel so deep. Go…

How does one explain life and love? A difficult topic to broach and two words that seemingly impossible to explain. Ryan knows the pain of life but he also discovers the joys that come with it. (Warning this is 2 pages long, short sweet and to the point.)